Roy Stannard's Blog

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Love Poetry

  • Mean Time

    Where the you meets the me Someone has drawn a line Like a monstrous meridian Snatching mean time from a perfect eternity. Read more

  • Sea Whispers

      Sea Whispers   On the less travelled side of the horizon Two gypsy birds slide along the Channel trades The sun inlaying their jewel antics. When we were young our bodies wrote love in the sand We burned without fear of carcinoma And every star was a supernova Pieces that couldn’t help fitting together Read more